The day that I die is nearing. I'm not literally going to die, well I will at some point but the day I'm referring to is the day the my world will crumble around me. The day that I cry and feel so much sorrow, I end up feeling empty. The day I fear the most. The day my 'life' will end. My heart won't stop beating but it will feel as though I do not know how to live, like I can't do anything but stand and watch everyone else live their lives. I know that day will be soon. But how soon? How long do I have to prepare for a day that will absolutely destroy me? Even if I do prepare myself, I will never be ready for such a dreadful day.
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